Through the glass window shines the sunThrough the glass window shines the sunAnd I so young

Through the glass window shines the sunThrough the glass window shines the sunHow should I, how should I, how should I love?How should I, how should I, how should I love?

The silver is white, the red is the goldThe robes, they lay in foldThey lay in foldHow should I, how should I, how should I love?How should I, how should I, how should I love?How should I, how should I, how should I love?How should I, how should I, how should I love?